Biological Mother Reduced to a Cum Dump

An axe blade, cold and blue-edged, pressed against my throat.

Mother lay battered and bloodied from the bandits' beating. She trembled violently, paralyzed by terror.

"I-Ian...! Run...!"

Mother forced my name through her split lips.

Margaret. My own flesh-and-blood mother who had given birth to me. Late thirties. Once a concubine taken into a noble house, then cast out. Perhaps that was why, even as a country woman, she still carried that lush, classical beauty. Enormous breasts and hips that strained against thin ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fabric, more than enough to draw every man's eye. Even sprawled on the floor, covered in blood, her body radiated a strange, carnal allure.

"Keh-heh-heh, so this bitch is your mother? Kid, I've got a real fun proposal for you."

The bandit boss eased the axe away from my neck and let out a greasy chuckle.

"You rape your own mother yourself. Shove your cock into your mom's cunt and shoot your load nice and deep where we can watch. Do that, and we'll spare your life."

"Boss! We'll take that fresh older-sister bitch first! Heh-heh!"

The other bandits reached out with filthy hands, groping Seria's naked body and whooping.

"No...! Please, let me go! Kyaaah!"

"Ian! Please, no! Kill me instead, you devil ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠bastards!"

Mother recoiled in horror at the incestuous demand and screamed until her voice tore. The bandits cackled, savoring her despair.

An ordinary son would have despaired right there. Raged, then wept at his own helplessness. But I was a reincarnator. A piece of shit who had already decided to survive in this fucked-up world by any means necessary.

Embrace Mother...?

A cold calculation flashed through my mind. Taking my sister's virginity had shot me up three levels in one go. What about Mother, another blood relative? My actual birth mother, no less. The taboo bonus and special conditions would definitely trigger.

Reaching Level 4 had already boosted my strength dramatically, but six armed thugs were still too much for bare hands. If I leveled up one more time here, though, and struck while they were distracted watching the show...?

A crisis? No. This was a perfect opportunity heaven itself had handed me.

"You mean it?"

"What?"

My calm voice made the bandit boss freeze.

"If I fuck that woman... no, if I fuck my own mom, you'll let me live. That true?"

The air inside the ramshackle hut turned to ice.

"I-Ian...? What did you just..."

Margaret stared at me as if her ears had betrayed her, eyes wide.

Without hesitation I yanked my pants down. My massive cock, still glistening with Seria's juices and my own cum, sprang free in full view.

"Keh-hahahahaha! You vicious little shit! This kid's completely insane!"

The boss clutched his gut and howled with laughter. His men joined in, clapping and roaring approval at my open depravity.

"Fine! Fuck your mother like a cheap whore! That show's worth enough to spare your life!"

I walked slowly toward Mother.

"Ian... no, please... how can you... you're my son... sob..."

She tried to scramble backward, but the bandits seized both her arms and forced her to her knees. I ran cold eyes over the body of the woman who had given birth to me, then ripped her bloodstained rags away with one hard pull. A body far more voluptuous and ripe than my sister's spilled into view—plump ass, thick thighs, and a mature pussy thickly covered in black hair filling my vision.

"Mother, I want to live. So just endure it a little."

"Aaaah! No! Stay away! You're crazy! How can you do this to me... mmpf!"

I seized a fistful of her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hair, forced her thrashing legs apart, and drove my huge cock straight into her in one brutal thrust.

—Squelch! Thud! Squish!

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

My own mother's scream tore through the hut. Unlike Seria's tight virgin cunt, this felt like the maw of a long-starved beast. It gaped open and swallowed me hot and wet. Experienced, mature pussy flesh, slick with juices instead of dry resistance, gently cradled my glans.

I knew my judgment had been correct.

"Kh... fuck, Mom's cunt is clamping down like crazy. How is a hole that pushed out four daughters still this juicy?"

"Hwaaah... it hurts... Ian, please... stop this beastly act... sob... I'm your mother!"

She writhed in crushing shame, blood-tears streaming from her eyes. The bandits watched the insane incest show of a son raping his own mother, drooling and cheering like madmen.

I immediately activated a system skill.

"Mom, quit whining and just enjoy it. Since it's already open, better to cum nice and hard, right?"

"Hiiik...?! W-what... ah! Aaaah! Hik, haaang!"

The skill took hold. The face that had been pure despair and pain melted in an instant into thick, dripping pleasure. The horrific reality of being raped by her own son, the extreme humiliation of dozens of bandits watching and laughing—every negative emotion twisted into explosive orgasm. Mother's reason completely short-circuited.

"Haaang! Iaan! Son! Son's cock! Your cock is in my womb... aaaang! It feels, it feels so strange!"

She began spouting filthy words of her own free will, hips bucking wildly to meet my thrusts.

"Keh-hah! Look at that bitch! Completely lost her mind over her own son's cock! Just like a beast in heat!"

The bandits gasped in mixed shock and arousal, grabbing their own crotches. They had dropped their weapons, utterly absorbed in the show.

I ravaged Mother's insides like an animal, slamming my hips hard.

Thud! Thwack! Squish! Squelch!

"Aang! Aaaang! Harder, harder! Son, fuck Mom's pussy harder!"

"Fuck, you're a born whore. Son's cock that good?"

"Haang! Ah! It is, it's so good! Son's cock is the best! My womb's getting punched through!"

Every time I pounded the deepest part of the womb that had once carried me, Mother sprayed juices like a fountain. The hut floor grew soaked. The lewd slap of flesh, the wet squelching, Mother's heat-crazed screams, and the bandits' cheers all tangled together until even my mind threatened to dissolve into pure lust.

Finally the heavy urge to cum surged through my lower body. I clamped both hands on Mother's hips and drove my cock as deep as it would go.

"I'm cumming!!"

"Haaang! Give it! Dump all your son-cum into Mom's womb!!"

Brrrrrrrt!!! Squirt! Spurt!

My filthy load flooded her deepest place, far more than I had pumped into Seria earlier. Thick semen poured in like a waterfall. Mother's eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out as her whole body convulsed in the peak of orgasm. Excess milky cum that couldn't fit gushed back out around my cock.

A clean, thrilling growth—not excessive, just right. My body expanded with a faint light. Elastic muscle far beyond before, explosive agility swirling through every limb. Level 7. Enough raw power to tear a few armed men apart in a surprise attack. The strength of a predator.

Mother lay gasping on the floor, cum still bubbling out of her cunt like a bitch in heat. I slowly rose from her body.

"Keh-hah! Great show! Now we'll take that mother bitch ourselves! Scram, kid!"

The bandit boss drooled and shoved his pants down, stepping toward Mother. They were completely off-guard, weapons hanging loose at their belts.

"Enjoy the show?"

"What?"

"The price of admission is your lives."

—Crack!

The world blurred. In an instant I closed the distance to the boss's face. His eyes barely had time to widen before my heavy fist, loaded with Level 7 strength, smashed into his jaw. The uppercut shattered bone and whipped his head around completely.

"Guh...!"

The big man never even screamed. He flew through the air and slammed into the hut wall, neck twisted at a grotesque angle, dead on the spot.

"B-Boss?! You little shit!"

The remaining thugs scrambled ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠for their weapons, but it was already too late. I launched myself with beast-like speed, snapped the nearest man's neck in one motion, kicked the dropped rusty sword into my hand, and swung.

Slash! Thrust!

"Gyaaaah!"

Blood sprayed everywhere. The last two bandits staggered back in terror. I mercilessly split one open from gut to chest. The final one tried to flee; I drove the blade deep into his thigh and dropped him to the floor.

"S-spare me! Please!"

I yanked the bloody sword free and pressed it to his throat.

"Want to live? Answer. Where's your main base?"

"W-west, Wolf Valley! Just spare my life...!"

"Any useful women there? Not whores—ones that sell high or something special."

The thug answered, shaking.

"O-our captain... Red Devil Beatrice is there! Red-haired female warrior, crazy strong and beautiful... ghk!"

I rammed the sword through his throat before he finished. That was all the information I needed. Wolf Valley's Red Devil Beatrice. A strong, beautiful female warrior boss. Perfect next sacrifice for leveling up.

I shook the blood from my hands and looked down at the two women sprawled on the floor—Seria still panting in heat, and Mother. The shell of "family" had been stripped away long ago. These two bitches were now nothing more than excellent cum dumps and emergency EXP potions.

"Both of you, listen carefully."

I stared down at them, covered in blood. Mother and sister flinched, still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure.

"My ability lets me gain EXP and grow stronger by dumping my cum inside a woman's cunt. The levels I just got from you two let me slaughter these bandit bastards."

Margaret's eyes shook with horror at the realization that her son possessed such a grotesque, taboo power.

"From now on, whenever I want it—or whenever I need more power—you spread your legs yourselves. Swallow my cock-juice and level me up. Got it?"

They answered only by nodding faintly.